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Nailed skyward—flesh to flame,

Crown of mockery, death without name.

Veins betray your sacred role,

Worms now writhe in the godhead’s soul.

Born of man, betrayed by stone,

He weeps for a kingdom he’s never known.

Iron and gall, chalice defiled—

We march through the ruins of a faith reviled.

Thorns of Golgotha—pierce the veil,

Sermons drown in the martyr’s wail.

Choke on ash from the altar’s breath,

Extinguishing salvation—enthroned in death.

Flagellant winds through the temple’s breach,

Angels impaled on their own preach.

Psalms invert as darkness chants,

A requiem sung by blade and lance.

Extinguishing salvation—branded desecration,

A gospel drowned in conflagration.

Hollow is the lamb, betrayed and mute,

Thorns dig deep into poisoned fruit.

Thorns of Golgotha—bleed the skies,

Faith laid bare beneath cursed cries.

Blackened tongues in sacred halls,

Extinguishing salvation—watch heaven fall.

No resurrection, no divine scream—

Only the echo of a broken dream.

We ride where the sacred never dared tread—

Through sanctified ash and the throne of the dead.